The Crown Prince frowned.
"...You really won't trade?" His voice was low and dangerous.
"I won't."
"Fine. Let's go."
'I can't be petty with a woman,' the Crown Prince told himself. 'It would tarnish my masculine image.'
He endured her provocations, doing his best to ignore the subtle, unnerving feeling that he was being cowed.
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「Huangqian Building.」
"You're the new... cook?" The beauty had intended to call the cook out for detailed instructions, but she was stunned by the familiar face before her.
'This face... isn't he one of that scoundrel's attendants?'
She instinctively glanced at the Crown Prince, only to see him clear his throat and give the "cook" a meaningful look. The cook took the hint and beat a hasty retreat.
"Oh, so you were just tricking me," the beauty said, her lips curving into a smile instead of a frown as she arched an eyebrow. "Does Your Highness think he's very funny?"
